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His name is Travis Lockheart he is 19 years old a freshman on college and had a secret
the secret bearer and his lover (lover needed)
- fallenangellover2
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(I'll post the pic later:) )
Laura Smith, 18 years old.
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ok :)
Travis parked his bike and got off, removing his helmet.
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Laura yawned, walking down the street. She glanced around.
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he yawned and stretched his chocolate hair covering his right eye his eyes an enchanting purple.
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She caught sight of him and immediately looked away. Its okay, Laura! she encouraged. Just walk past. He won't notice you, and the girls that like him will leave me alone!
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he sighed and started to his morning class, which was his core class english.
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She sat in the back of English. Her long silver hair fell in her face as her blue eyes tried to focus on the lecture the teacher was giving about iambic pentameters. She drifted off and her eyes found themselves glancing at Travis.
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He sat in his seat looking particarlly boared as he listened to the lecture
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She smiled slightly, not noticing the paper airplane that another girl threw until it hit her in the eye. She whimpered slightly and snuck out the door to make sure she didn't provide a distraction. This ultimately failed when she ran into the door due to her sudden loss of half her vision and the numbing effects of pain. She fell back, still clutching the paper airplane, which she guessed was some sort of hate note.
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he sat up and watched her and eyed the girl that threw the plane his eyes narrowing
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She rushed out,hand practically glued to her head as she tried to get her bearings. She sighed, leaning against a wall as she pulled out the airplane and unfolded it. Don't even [i]look[/i] at Travis, or you'll have things a lot worse than you do now.
She sniffed, crumpling it up and tossing it in the trash can. She wiped tears away, the water droplets from her left eye dyed red with the blood from her injured eye. She sighed. "I should never have trusted her..."
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Travis left the room and said his hands in his pocket, "you'd best go to the nurse about you're eye." He said watching her with his enchanting purple eyes.
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She jumped, backing away slightly. "It's not worth troubling the nurse about..."
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"you're eye is bleeding don't make me pick you up and take you." He said.
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"Don't get yourself involved," she said, her voice wavering.
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"then go to the nurse" he said bluntly.
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She shook her head. "It's just a popped vessel. It's not like this is the first time something like that has happened to me."
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"Go to the nurse" he said narrowing his eyes
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She flinched, slowly backtracking and ducking around the corner.